If you think of the world without people it's about the most perfect thing there ever is. It's all balanced and shit. But then come the people, and they fuck it up. It's like you got Aretha Franklin i...
If they ask you to stand still, you should dance.
I recalled the myth that I had once heard as a university student – thirty-six hidden saints in the world, all of them doing the work of humble men, carpenters, cobblers, shepherds. They bore the sorr...
He was the son of his son--he was here, he was left behind.
He told me once that there was no better faith than a wounded faith and sometimes I wonder if that is what he was doing all along --trying to wound his faith in order to test it--and I was just anothe...
He said to me once that most of the time people use the word love as just another way to show off they're hungry. The way he said it went something like: Glorify their appetites.
He glanced up in my direction and I froze. Quickly I turned away. There are rocks deep enough in this earth that no matter what the rupture, they will never see the surface.There is, I think, a fear o...
He didn't like it all that much when he first came - all the rubbish and the rush - but it was growing on him, it wasn't half bad. Coming to the city was like entering a tunnel, he said, and finding t...
Everyone knows where they are from when they know where it is they want to be buried.
Every man with his own peculiar vice. His will hardly rock heaven or hell.
Aber das ist das Problem mit dem Alter: Man hat ein Gefühl, aber kein Datum. Und wenn man das Datum ausgräbt, verliert man das Gefühl.
A single man, he said he loved women but preferred engines.
A brand-new thought: She tests the phrase, scratching it out on the paper, over and over, The distance finally broken.
نیاز برای همکلامی باید ریشه در جان داشته باشد و عامل هر موضوع تراژیک بایستی در حقیقت ریشه دوانده باشد.
Предлагах им само истини и никаква честност.
Women in long dresses, aloof and elegant, the mark of bonnet ribbons still on the soft of their necks.
Wir stolpern dahin, tragen ein wenig Geräusch in die Stille und wirken in anderen fort.
To return to the moment of radical innocence. To paint. To stretch canvas. To find the point of originality. It wasn't a hippie idea. Both of us always hated the hippies, their flowers, their poems, t...
Things in life have no real beginning, though our stories about them always do.
They told me Corrigan smashed all the bones in his chest when he hit the steering wheel. I thought, Well at least in heaven his Spanish chick'll be able to reach in and grab his heart.